joy Meet
what I
would have
well and
it
destroy!
Both here
and hence
pursue me
lasting
strife,
If, once a
widow,
ever I be
wife!
HAMLET If
she should
break it
now!
Player
King 'Tis
deeply
sworn.
Sweet,
leave me
here
awhile;My
spirits
grow dull,
and fain I
would
beguile
The
tedious
day with
sleep.
Sleeps
Player
Queen
Sleep rock
thy brain,
And never
come
mischance
between us
twain!
Exit
HAMLET
Madam, how
like you
